To all those goofballs way the f* out in left field commenting on and nerd-terpreting the lyrics to this total twat scab of a song. Did you some how not notice that the guy Vic who wrote and apparently sings that trash threw you silly ballbags a bone and literally spelled out that the thunderbolt of inspiration that powered up the ol' creation station plus gave your boy Vicki the legs and honestly the balls to start up, stand by, (and this is just a guess) but sissy fight his way to victory in what definitely should have been an all out slobber knocker between him and everybody on his team so that he could grease are f** atmosphere with this revolting puddle s* he tries to pass off as thought soup. Nice try Vic but I think I know when I'm looking at a solo bowl full of malnourished dump chowder. That being said, to the nitwits huddled in there half baths down in their f** basements huffing crazy dweeb or f** super dork feel free to give those daffy intellects a well-deserved 15. Because not that he needed to Mr. Vic took the time to confirm did the title of this ball boil is indeed the key to cracking it's lyrical code. It's not a tough nut to crack especially if you're an earthling with a teaspoon of cool and have seen the movie. That being said the imagery cooked up by the words in this noise chlamydia are easy bake at best. I mean the lyrics by themselves are an armstrong f** stretch generously. But if you let the title ride on the handlebars of what the lyrics are pedaling then it's a total no-brainer. It becomes painfully obvious that this is completely unsolicited succosaurus shout out. For me the homage paid here is offensive. Seriously Vic how dare you attempt to ride the coattails of such a legit motion picture. Carelessly stomping all over what are arguably the most savage characters in the movie "props and mayhem" those two boys earned there swag doggy! Honestly man, how selfish are you! The track should have been titled "wimp and pussy" a down dumbing deep dive into the thought vomit of planet Earths whiniest wuttle wussy.. for me.. I feel like that would have been more palatable.. for me... Now I know I've left youz guys with like a hog-trough of negative feed back here and and I try my best to live my life within the guidelines set by the sour patch philosophy. Sooo what I found to be a positive in regards to Vic and his band "Pierce the Veil" in my opinion their music or their "sound" actually I think it's how you would say that? Is it good amount more tolerable than modern country.. I mean that's my opinion some people might disagree.. Anyway.. my best to Vic and his bandmates I hope you guys do the right thing and you know put this music thing to bed and you know dive into their careers on that Best Buy geek squad head first..🫡
To all those goofballs way the f* out in left field commenting on and nerd-terpreting the lyrics to this total twat scab of a song. Did you some how not notice that the guy Vic who wrote and apparently sings that trash threw you silly ballbags a bone and literally spelled out that the thunderbolt of inspiration that powered up the ol' creation station plus gave your boy Vicki the legs and honestly the balls to start up, stand by, (and this is just a guess) but sissy fight his way to victory in what definitely should have been an all out slobber knocker between him and everybody on his team so that he could grease are f** atmosphere with this revolting puddle s* he tries to pass off as thought soup. Nice try Vic but I think I know when I'm looking at a solo bowl full of malnourished dump chowder. That being said, to the nitwits huddled in there half baths down in their f** basements huffing crazy dweeb or f** super dork feel free to give those daffy intellects a well-deserved 15. Because not that he needed to Mr. Vic took the time to confirm did the title of this ball boil is indeed the key to cracking it's lyrical code. It's not a tough nut to crack especially if you're an earthling with a teaspoon of cool and have seen the movie. That being said the imagery cooked up by the words in this noise chlamydia are easy bake at best. I mean the lyrics by themselves are an armstrong f** stretch generously. But if you let the title ride on the handlebars of what the lyrics are pedaling then it's a total no-brainer. It becomes painfully obvious that this is completely unsolicited succosaurus shout out. For me the homage paid here is offensive. Seriously Vic how dare you attempt to ride the coattails of such a legit motion picture. Carelessly stomping all over what are arguably the most savage characters in the movie "props and mayhem" those two boys earned there swag doggy! Honestly man, how selfish are you! The track should have been titled "wimp and pussy" a down dumbing deep dive into the thought vomit of planet Earths whiniest wuttle wussy.. for me.. I feel like that would have been more palatable.. for me... Now I know I've left youz guys with like a hog-trough of negative feed back here and and I try my best to live my life within the guidelines set by the sour patch philosophy. Sooo what I found to be a positive in regards to Vic and his band "Pierce the Veil" in my opinion their music or their "sound" actually I think it's how you would say that? Is it good amount more tolerable than modern country.. I mean that's my opinion some people might disagree.. Anyway.. my best to Vic and his bandmates I hope you guys do the right thing and you know put this music thing to bed and you know dive into their careers on that Best Buy geek squad head first..🫡